I cannot believe that it is April! Where have the last four months gone? This month always brings a flurry of emotions, but I think this year April is just painfully bittersweet. You see, on one hand I CAN'T WAIT to have my own kids for two whole months!!! (Football starts July 30, so in August I have to share them with coaches) We have such great times in the summer and I truly treasure each moment...OK, maybe not "treasure" when they are bickering or begging to play Wii every five minutes, but I really love to just be with them without the pressure of a daily agenda that includes early alarms, schedules and homework. With the finished school year behind us, we just get to relax and refuel together. Kenna and I will share several books together, Kayla can't wait to spend time hiking with her camera, and working football drills and Carver will spend countless hours catching the football while jumping on the trampoline. We will camp and climb 14ers, ride our bikes and enjoy a trip to Nana Camp in Texas. Truly, summers are magical and just too short for my taste!
But on the other hand, I will soon have to say goodbye to my other kids...the ones I have shared my life with for the past 8 months. This class will be the hardest class I have ever given up. OK, I say that every year, but this group is really dear to my heart. This class has set several records for me: the most time I have ever spent visiting with social services, the most bathroom accidents (remember I teach second grade...), the most I have been asked how I would parent the child at home and general parenting advice, the most I have actually lost sleep praying for my kids, the most I have been constantly touched by my kids (they hold my hand while I am teaching, walking down the hall and constantly play with my shoes and feet during read aloud), and by far the kids this year have just matured. We have walked many painful journeys together and have had lots of fun laughing together as well. Like every year I will cry telling them goodbye on June 1, but this year will be different. This class of kids is just incredible and I am so shocked that in just 8 weeks they will walk out my door. I only have 8 weeks left to make sure each one knows how valued and treasured they are and maybe teach them to subtract with regrouping along the way. Just 8 weeks to share with them how much I have fallen in love with each of them... Maybe if I get all of my tears out in April May will be easier...
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